Her life of privilege perhaps, or just the way that Sybil is, she couldn't imagine it being any other way. It is still reassuring to hear him say so, smiling at him. But she doesn't wish to stop now, drawing her hands back to the edges of his shirt, parted as it is.
"I would like you to kiss me," she says with flushing determination, "and perhaps to take this off?"
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Date: 2014-01-04 04:59 am (UTC)"I would like you to kiss me," she says with flushing determination, "and perhaps to take this off?"